For years now (since I was working at Mole Valley, so at least sixteen years) I've been thinking about a novel in which Doctor Pretorius and the Bride of Frankenstein escape from the exploding laboratory and journey through Europe. I have a chunk of it somewhere, in longhand on pages from a spiral-bound notebook, and I wrote a short story featuring the same characters in present time, my first and only professionally published work so far, in the anthology Thoroughly Modern Monsters (still available from Story Spring Publishing).
Tonight I discover that in 2007 Elizabeth Hand published a novel based on exactly the same premise, Pandora's Bride. Licenced by Universal, no less.
Mine would have been funnier.
But still, dammit.
Tonight I discover that in 2007 Elizabeth Hand published a novel based on exactly the same premise, Pandora's Bride. Licenced by Universal, no less.
Mine would have been funnier.
But still, dammit.